I am jealous of insects and birds for their ability to optically sense colors in the ultraviolet spectrum. Cameras can't really get us close, unfortunately, but that is an interesting new view that we wouldn't get any other way.

As children we learn to appreciate the world of forms and then to fear the darkness of night (because we're afraid of missing our step and bumping into a wall?) As we grow older we sense the inevitability of the end and thus a return to darkness. Our only true friend.

I had a real nightmare, a few nights ago. Haven't had one of those in many years. There was some tall, humanoid thing, behind the shower curtain, without a head, just waiting for me to open my eyes. So I stubbornly didn't, until finally I did. Phew!

Silly me. I'll be better off when these painkillers run out. Hopefully the pain will run out, too.

This is really funny, because, when I was a child, in the shower, when I put shampoo in my hair, I closed my eyes and with no vision, I imagined a incredibly fearsome random creature (they to switch to Samara after I sawed "The Ring") entering in the shower waiting I open my eyes to kill me.

When I have a shower I dance around like an octopus. Sometimes the octopus people send me messages but when the shower water hits my head they can't read my thoughts. So instead I channel onto my face how the octopus king is feeling. He is happy when I am on drugs, I think because it takes away my human power. He is also a very sarcastic man, the octopus king. He says it's the only humour they have left.

I like the night. Going for walks at night is great, especially when manic.

Oh, and also I saw a humanoid creature in the bush the other day. He had a build similar to mine, but more muscular. He was covered in dark fur and looked a bit lion-like. He stared from the bushes in a menacing fashion, but could not leave his hiding place. Perhaps I will see him again when I am walking through the woods. More likely he will find me rather than the opposite, as he seems a keen hunter.